Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guns in the Distance, artist - Maverick Sabre. Album song When I Wake Up, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 21.03.2019
Record label: famm
Song language: English
Guns in the Distance |
80 dead in a foreign place |
22 in the bombed foyer, there’s |
Bloody hands, can you wash these stains? |
For the times, can we stop this rage? |
Watch the truth get indoctrinated |
No money, no doctors for patients |
Always money for bombs and not payslips |
And the bullets, they keep you in slavery |
Mother won’t get to kiss her child |
Father won’t get to see her smile |
Little hands, can you hold on tighter? |
You saw death, now it’s in her eyes |
Heard they want to see you misplaced, and |
What the hell are we doin' to change things? |
Politicians, can you see this pain? |
'Cause I can hear guns in the distance |
And why don’t they listen |
When a mother cries for her children? |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
I can hear guns in the distance |
And why don’t they listen |
When a mother cries for her children? |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
95 in a boat found drownin' |
26 from a soldier’s gun, there’s |
Too many kids, many open coffins |
Tell me how all these wars been sponsored |
Gettin' rich, tell me who gets paid |
Little boy in the mornin' page |
Do we mourn? |
Do we learn his name? |
Another lost in the pourin' rain |
Do we try? |
Do we try? |
Do we fall back? |
Little girl gettin' called by the food bank |
Another mistake is sold through a new plan |
Wonder awake and hope for the future |
See who gets mentioned as your minutes hand ticks by |
Tell me who gets sentenced as they commit violence at stateside |
Old greedy men send boys time again out to the front line |
Who’s a tyrant here? |
Who’s a terrorist? |
I’m seein' bloodlines |
If love is a kingdom, this is a prison that we’re inside |
And listen, child, go… |
'Cause I can hear guns in the distance |
And why don’t they listen |
When a mother cries for her children? |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
I can hear guns in the distance |
And why don’t they listen |
When a mother cries for her children? |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
Better we run, better we hide away |
Forever we fall, we’re burnin' the sky away |
They’ll never be young, they’ll never be ours again |
Now, look what we’ve done |
And look what we’ve left for them |
Now, look what we’ve done |
Look what we’ve left for them |
Now, look what we’ve done |
Look what we’ve left for them |
Now, look what we’ve done |
Look what we’ve left for them |
I can hear guns in the distance |
And why don’t they listen |
When a mother cries for her children? |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
I can hear guns in the distance |
And why don’t they listen, why don’t they? |
When a mother cries for her children? |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
Ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy-ooh-ayy |
When a mother cries for her children |